An hour? Your kill-fu is weak, Grasshopper.
I am stuffted, stuffted I say. Had a giant patty melt, fries and iced tea. Nom Nom.
Beer, because beer sounds good
Laterz,
Jim
Seven minutes?!
We were all…
Never mind.
Oh, an HOUR and seven minutes.
We had drinks first.
I’m stuffed too. Ate too much pizza and then WAY too much birthday cake.
So, as some of you may know, I have recently tried to give up drinking. Well, just the other day I bought a six-pack of beer. And I kept it in my room.
And then…
…I gave it to my dad for his birthday. 
I think I’ll just sort oof take it easy for the rest of the day after having overeaten. Bleh.
I’m pretty sure most cats lack such a feature. 
I use 200 posts/page.
If you kept it in your room, there is obviously no problem.
A girl who drinks beer…that sounds good, but she might want to drink mine.
I guess t he moral is, “keep plenty of beer on hand.”
Not a bad idea for any situation.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up, and well, already caffienated and purtified for irk even. OYKW is purtifyin’ as I post. When he’s ready we are goin’ out for brekkie. We’re goin’ to Waffle House cause, above all, we are gourmands!
flytrap “keep plenty of beer on hand” is sage advice indeed!
Ok, gonna go check out a couple other things and then it’s brekkie time followed by, alas, irk time.
Happy Firday Y’all!
Blurf.
Up, caffeinated, off to work.
Bluuuuuurf.
Gotta go to school now. Or “scowl,” as my sister and I used to call it.
Hopefully only a half day of irk then a half day of sitting at the car place waiting for an oil change. Joy.
It’s pretty funny. Think of Short Attention Span Theater crossed with stop-motion animation using toys. Their Christmas and Star Wars specials are great. It shows up on the Cartoon Network’s Adult Swim.
It’s Friday! I’m very excited. Roomie and I have decided that Friday is a Night Off from whatever moving-related work we have to do–we go out to dinner and plan the weekend, then go home and watch tv and do our nails or just go to bed early. In the one whole week we’ve been doing it, it seems to work fine.
So tonight is Smashburger and plans. Tomorrow will probably be a truck and many trips up and down the stairs, and Sunday will be cleaningcleaningcleaning. At least I’m well-rested. Last night I had some decaf coffee with a more-than-healthy shot of kahlua in it, and I slept like a friggin’ log. Booze FTW.
blurf!
I only had to tell ECU off once for that sort of behavior. Haven’t called me back since. Of course, I’ve also changed phone numbers a couple of times since then…
flytrap, this is the joke that got me hooked on Robot Chicken. I laughed for a good five minutes after I saw that the first time.
Today is National Stoopid Question Day. It must be. Teh stoopid is crawlin’ outta the woodworks.
Oh well, the pee-kahn waffle with bacon and scrambled aigs I had for brekkie made me happy.
I just did my Q4 taxes, which means I’m a lot poorer than my bank account thinks I am but hey, it’s still in the black so it’s all good. They used to charge you as soon as you hit “submit”; now they do it all on the 20th, which gives people time to notice screwups and re-file.
Missing one reporting document that doesn’t involve payments (they use it to cross-reference stuff), so there’s more time to do it and if you forget they just wag a finger at you Very Sternly.
Mawnin all and Happy Freyaday
Up caffinating and off for a busy day of making the funny loud.
Have a great one all
Cheers
Capt
Looks like teh stoopid has calmed down. Let us all hope so. In other news, I’m still stuffded from brekkie so I don’t think N.O.L. will happen. I guess that’s a good thing.